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I don't really know why a person needs a personal web page, but most folks nowadays seem to have one, so I figured I must need one too. And once that's decided, you have the problem of figuring out what you might want to show people about you or your life that might hold some interest. I could claim that I've got a secret collection of necked Brittany Spears pictures and draw a blue-jillion would-be gawkers to the ICR site, but that's already been done other places. Plus I don't have the pictures anyway (but if you do, I'd love to see 'em!)  

Well, I like riding bikes, and I guess that's as good thing to have on a web page as anything.  And seeing as this is a motorcycle club after all, it seemed only appropriate to continue the theme herein. So here's some pictures I thought you all might enjoy and some stories to go with them.

That's my first bike.It was a 50cc Suzuki; an RG, I think, with a 3 speed automatic. My family used to live on a vineyard near Charleston, TN and I wore out paths between the blueberries and muskydines. Some of you may have bought wine up there, and if you haven't, you should. It's called Morris' vineyard now, and Morris makes real good muskydine wine. Take your wife or girlfriend up there on the scoot sometime by way of HWY 30, 411, and Upper River Road; pick your own grapes at the home of 1,000 happy vines and take home some wine.

That's me on my third bike, a KDX200. I broke the shock linkage on that jump one day, and then had a great time riding the bike around the yard with no suspension. It's kind of hard to get up to speed like that, and its hell on a rear fender. Notice the blatant disregard for safety gear. I had a pretty good accident on that bike trying to race motocross with it. An enduro just won't do the same things a true MX'er will, but I figured I try the triple jump, anyway. I cased it pretty hard and knocked myself out. Woke up with a dislocated shoulder, contusions on my thighs and a broken neck. It wiped out my memory of the proceeding day or two and left me a little bewildered for a while.

My first street bike. A Ninja250. Looking back, I have no idea what brought my parents to buy this thing for me at age 14, but I'm glad they did. Maybe they were tired of my shit, and thought this would be the best way to get rid of me without raising suspicion. I laid it down one day just a couple of miles from the house. With shorts and a t-shirt on. At about 45 mph. I didn't move for a week or so after that and you can still barely see where I didn't quite get all the asphalt and gravel rubbed out of my knee before the leg scabbed over. Finally learned my lesson about safety gear. I put over 14,000 miles on that bike before the old man took it and sold it after catching me do a stoppie at a downtown intersection.

I still had the KDX, but didn't ride street bikes again for a long time.

I finally got to where I could afford to buy another one a few years ago, so I picked up a ZX6. I was hooked again, and after riding it for a couple of years traded it for a new ZX9. That's about the same time I got into car racing.

I won about 25 or 30 races in this little Mustang, then got the bright idea to try the big time. So me and a friend went in and bought a late model.

The picture on the left is what the car looked like before I started wadding it up every weekend like in the picture on the right. I won one heat race before I decided I needed to call it quits. I learned how to bend sheet metal pretty good that year.

My current obsession. Seems like when you get racing in the blood, there's no gettin' rid of it. Racing cars is fun, but bikes are undeniably the shit.
I had a pretty good season this year, wining 13 total races and 2 national championships with WERA. I'm keeping the SV for next year to make a run in the expert ranks.

All in all, I can't think of anything much better than just going out and burning some gas on a sunny day.  Whether its VP 120 octane or Texaco 87 and premix doesn't much matter. I'll shred pucks at the racetrack or fling roost on White Oak mountain with equal enthusiasm and enjoyment. Hope you all enjoyed the page, and I'll update it when somebody sends me some Brittany pics.